We must make this happen, for the good of all humanity.
He forgot:
Do you like our owl?
Years ago on Facebook I posted Pee-Wee Herman giving the “tears in rain” monologue, followed by Roy Batty giving the “I’m a loner, Dottie, a rebel” monologue. I can’t find it now though.
The one and only true Ernest:
What kind of buns have they in the oven, I wonder? Yeast, I imagine, for one.
Are the eggs fresh?
Worst delivery slogan: “From Uterus”.
An acquaintance who works in IT for a public library posted this on her Instagram.
It looks very shocked to have been stabbed in the eye…
I pronounce these guys better than those other guys.
How weird…I’m watching this one, from the same day:
And I’m okay with Mike and Bill and Kevin…especially Kevin.
PEE WEE: gee, what’s wrong with women?
CAPTAIN CARL: well… they live on land, for one thing…
we miss you, Mr. Hartman
Ok, most gender reveal parties I’ve heard of are pretty tedious dreck, and that’s even before they ramp up to the point of property damage.
This, though…
The story is mildly amusing on its own, but the sign interpretation takes it up another level. 
Better than explosives I guess.
I was wondering when a folding chair was going to come into it.
Happy Canada Day, eh?
